Chapter 129/Unwelcome guest

Chapter 129: 129/Unwelcome guest

Chapter 129

Stephanie’s point of view

I felt a blistering, raging torrent of blind fury surge straight up my throat, entirely suffocating my breath. How could Valentina possibly possess this exact level of unchecked impudence, raw daring, and demonic manipulation to completely deceive the patriarch in a matter of mere seconds?

I drove my fingernails with excessive, crushing force into the palms of my hands until they were on the absolute verge of drawing blood, desperately fighting to retain absolute dominion over my shattering nerves before the old man. Swallowing the bitter, agonizing lump of saliva in my throat, I forced my pale lips into a highly strained, utterly fake smile, stating in a choked, fragmented voice: "Of course... of course, Grandfather. I shall be overjoyed."

Valentina smirked with supreme cunning, her body swaying with an irritatingly provocative display of affection as she looked back at Grandfather Victor, stating with slippery deception: "Of course, Grandfather... she will most certainly be overjoyed because we are biological sisters who have deeply loved one another since our early childhood, and we simply cannot exist without one another!"

Grandfather Victor gave a firm nod of absolute satisfaction, stating: "Then the matter is thoroughly settled. You may reside here in whichever room you select, at any given time you desire."

Valentina shifted in her spot with a burst of manufactured excitement and false joy, stating with absolute haste: "I shall return to the house this absolute instant to gather my suitcase and my wardrobe, and I will return by this evening to permanently settle in."

Grandfather Victor adjusted his broad posture, stating with characteristic hospitality: "I shall personally command the staff this instant to prepare the most premium guest suite explicitly for your arrival."

She offered him a shallow, calculated bow of respect, stating in a delicate purr: "Thank you so much, and thank you for your immense generosity, my dear Grandfather."

The absolute second Mr. Victor turned his frame around and exited the perimeter of the garden to head indoors, the blistering fever of raw fury and total explosion erupted violently inside my veins, entirely blasting away my sanity. I bolted upright from the velvet sofa with frantic, manic velocity, advancing toward her frame with rigid limbs like a literal madwoman.

Seizing her arm with extreme, brutal violence, I dug my fingers deeply into her smooth skin, stating in a breathless, terrifying hiss, my eyes wide with a manic excess of rage: "What in the absolute hell do you think you are executing, you wretched, cursed slut?! Why exactly do you desire to remain inside this specific estate, and what is your filthy, disgusting objective?!"

She remained entirely unfazed by my violent grip, showcasing absolutely no fear whatsoever. Instead, she merely arched a brow with pure, insolent defiance, looking down at my digging fingers with absolute disgust as she stated with freezing, supreme confidence: "I have already delivered the reality to your person... I desire Alexander, and I shall systematically take him from you inside this exact estate."

I tightened my grip on her arm with even greater force, violently shaking her frame as I fired back: "He absolutely cannot stomach your existence! He hates you, and he never desires to look at your face ever again!"

A malicious, venomous smirk etched across her lips, and she delivered her next words in a tone that practically dripped with a lethal poison, completely paralyzing my entire being: "Oh, genuinely? He absolutely did not utter those sweet words, nor did he showcase a single shred of hatred, when he violently fucked me on that hotel bed and simply could not get enough of my body."

My entrails instantly twisted into a bitter, lethal knot of agony, my heart hammering with a lacerating pain that ripped through my chest against my absolute will. I stated in a choked, breathless voice: "He was... he was entirely drunk and completely stripped of his consciousness due to that wretched alcohol!"

With a sudden, powerful movement, she violently wrenched her arm free from my grasp, closing the distance until her malicious face was inches from mine, her breath fanning over my skin as she stated with merciless, mocking skepticism: "That is the exact stupid, transparent excuse that he fabricated to cover up his actions to your person, my dear, idiotic Stephanie... and you, like a literal fool, believed his words."

My face drained completely of color, my breath fragmenting with a genuine terror and a biting doubt that aggressively gnawed at my consciousness a doubt I fought with every ounce of my strength to suppress. I screamed directly into her face, tears threatening to spill: "You are the liar here! You are the literal demon in this place! Now leave, return to your house, and do not ever set foot here again!"

Her features instantly hardened with pure malice, her eyelids narrowing with a dangerous, lethal promise of retribution as she stated in a sharp, cutting voice: "You possess absolutely no power to stop my person. The estate is currently under the authority of the patriarch... do you hear me?! We shall cross paths this evening."

In that fiercely burning moment, Kira lunged forward with rapid, aggressive strides toward our position, her hand curling tightly as though she were on the absolute verge of striking her across the face. She stated in a blistering, furious tone: "Listen to me, you disgusting, cheap whore... you comprehend exactly who I am, and you know damn well that I will personally stomp on your tiny head if you do not learn some fucking manners!"

Valentina smoothly and gracefully stepped backward, adjusting her leather handbag with a relaxed hand to conceal the slight tremor of panic caused by Kira’s lethal threat. She then stated with an irritatingly provocative coldness as she turned around to depart: "Excuse my person now, girls; I must immediately head home to pack my suitcase full of provocative lingerie... We shall cross paths this evening, my dear sister, for the real fun to begin."

My eyes tracked her frame with pure malice, deep hatred, and a burning fury as she exited the garden pathway with her mocking, swaying stride. I turned toward Kira, my limbs completely convulsing from the sheer weight of my shattered nerves and impending breakdown. Gripping the fabric of my dress with crushing force, I stated: "I desire to tear her flesh apart... I want to kill that wretched, cursed whore!"

Kira struck her palms together in bitter grief and total disbelief at the sheer horror of what she had just witnessed, her shoulders shaking with intense agitation as she stated: "I genuinely cannot comprehend that she is this profoundly shameless, daring, and meticulously calculating to such a malicious degree!"

I let out a sweeping sigh of utter helplessness and total ruin, sinking heavily onto the velvet sofa with absolute exhaustion. I stated with a suffocating lump of pure humiliation strangling my throat: "I know... I know entirely well that she will be a constant source of agony, a living hell, and a massive destruction for my existence inside this estate, Kira... imagine, for God’s sake, that I currently do not possess a single shred of peace or security not inside this accursed estate, and not even at my place of work!"

Kira’s features instantly tensed with sudden anxiety and deep interest. Leaning toward my frame with visible empathy, she questioned: "What exactly transpired at your workplace as well?! What is the matter with it?"

I swallowed my saliva with a bitter intensity that left my throat completely parched, feeling a crushing weight a literal mountain anchoring itself firmly upon my depleted chest.

I stated with fragmented, broken breaths: "My wretched, tyrannical boss has forcefully compelled me, through his strict terms and sheer power, to arrive at the company a full half-hour before every single employee. I am forced to exist as his private secretary, completely at his mercy, and on top of all that, I must train with grueling effort to become a fashion designer under his direct authority!"

Kira let out a massive, bewildered gasp, a profound shock violently rocking her entire being as her eyes widened in total disbelief. She screamed at the absolute top of her lungs: "What?! Has that man completely lost his goddamn mind?! How could he possibly demand all of this from your person simultaneously?!"